# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
303 | "He giveth His beloved sleep" | ["He giveth His beloved sleep"] | | | | | | |
304 | Hark! hear yon trumpet blow! | [Hark! hear yon trumpet blow!] | | | | | | |
305 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | [Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends] | | | | | | |
306 | Never give up the battle | [Never give up the battle] | | | | | | |
307 | We come again from hill and plain | [We come again from hill and plain] | | | | | | |
308 | It is good for the mourner | [It is good for the mourner] | | | | | | |
309 | Not my righteousness, O Lord | [Not my righteousness, O Lord] | | | | | | |
310 | I love to tell the story | [I love to tell the story] | | | | | | |
311 | Shall He come and find me watching | [Shall He come and find me watching] | | | | | | |
312 | True worth is in being not seeming | [True worth is in being not seeming] | | | | | | |
313 | Soon will our suff'ring time be o'er | [Soon will our suff'ring time be o'er] | | | | | | |
314 | Over mountain and hill I wander'd alone | [Over mountain and hill I wander'd alone] | | | | | | |
315 | Oh, cradle me on your knee, mamma | [Oh, cradle me on your knee, mamma] | | | | | | |
316 | I'm sav'd! I'm sav'd! I'm sav'd today | [I'm sav'd! I'm sav'd! I'm sav'd today] | | | | | | |
317 | There is perfect cleansing in the precious blood | [There is perfect cleansing in the precious blood] | | | | | | |
318 | Come, weary souls, with sin distress'd | [Come, weary souls, with sin distress'd] | | | | | | |
319 | Once I wandered in the path of error | | | | | | | |
320 | There's a tale told of One, in the ages agone | [There's a tale told of One, in the ages agone] | | | | | | |
321 | Jerusalem, my happy home | [Jerusalem, my happy home] | | | | | | |
322 | An hour was I in the Glory-land | [An hour was I in the Glory-land] | | | | | | |
323 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | [Soft be the gently breathing notes] | | | | | | |
324 | The mellow eve is gliding | [The mellow eve is gliding] | | | | | | |
325 | O can I linger and delay | [O can I linger and delay] | | | | | | |
326 | Will you join our happy band | [Will you join our happy band] | | | | | | |
327 | A storm is on the deep | [A storm is on the deep] | | | | | | |
328 | A holy God is Israel's Lord | [A holy God is Israel's Lord] | | | | | | |
329 | The cross and the Bible, how precious their worth | [The cross and the Bible, how precious their worth] | | | | | | |
330 | Since now we're all "striking" and struggling for bread | [Since now we're all "striking" and struggling for bread] | | | | | | |
331 | There's a maxim full of meaning | | | | | | | |
332 | The gracious gift of holiness | | | | | | | |
333 | My Saviour wore a purple robe | | | | | | | |
334 | The army's on the march | | | | | | | |
335 | O sinner! come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
336 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
337 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
338 | Dead in trespasses and sin | | | | | | | |
339 | O come, dear children of the Lord | | | | | | | |
340 | To all who stand in the border-land | | | | | | | |
341 | Oh! I am so happy! Oh! I am so happy! | | | | | | | |
342 | O, I have spent my all in sin | | | | | | | |
343 | We're tenting again on the old camp ground | | | | | | | |
344 | Your time is swiftly flying | | | | | | | |
345 | Cast thy bread upon the waters | | | | | | | |
346 | I want to be with Jesus | | | | | | | |
347 | Oh, come, let us sing! | | | | | | | |
348 | Jesus calls me, I am going | | | | | | | |
349 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
350 | "Land ahead!" its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
351 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
352 | We are banded together for Jesus still to live | | | | | | | |
353 | "I know that my Redeemer lives" | | | | | | | |
354 | What means this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
355 | I have a Saviour, He's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
356 | Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the free | | | | | | | |
357 | Go bury thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
358 | Lord, I heard of showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
359 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
360 | My faith looks up to Thee | | | | | | | |
361 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
362 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
363 | O do not let the Word depart | | | | | | | |
364 | By faith I view my Saviour dying | | | | | | | |
365 | I think when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
366 | When shall we meet again | | | | | | | |
367 | Saviour, Prince of Israel's race | | | | | | | |
368 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
369 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
370 | Say, now ye humble, holy band | | | | | | | |
371 | Saviour, where'er Thy steps I see | | | | | | | |
372 | O good old way, how sweet thou art | | | | | | | |
373 | Forever with the Lord | | | | | | | |